#161 Wood Burning Turtle

Hubby has been trying to get me in his shop again.  He claims to enjoy my company.  I'm not complaining.  I enjoy his company too, but I like beads and I like fabric.  He likes wood.  He'll tell you that he makes sawdust.  He does some amazing things with wood and wants me to enjoy his hobby.  It isn't for me.  It is too noisy, there is too much potential for injury and I just don't really enjoy it no matter how proud I may be of my wooden turtle.  However, having said all that, he managed to get me out there again today with his wood burning tool and a scrap of walnut.  My original intention had been to carefully plan out and practice (in pencil) my drawing.  I will be the first to admit that I am a lousy artist and I gave up on the idea of practising and just flew by the seat of my pants.

This was my first attempt.  I think I went a little too far by adding scales to it's arms and legs (okay, I don't think turtles actually have arms.... but you know what I mean)   but what is done is done.   I have my penny there for scale, but it kind of got lost in the grass.

You know, it was kind of fun.  So I made another one.  I like this one better.

Then I had a little bit of wood left so I made a sign.  I have no idea what I am going to do with it, but I had fun making it.  And the smell.  I like the smell.  Like a campfire, but not so smokey and overpowering.

The dog was interested in what I was doing as I took the photos, so I let her help.  As you can see, she has lost interest in me by now and is intently watching my husband as he barbecues our dinner.  Unfortunately for her, Hubby never dropped anything.

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